A Little Story Blog 23/08/2022

I’m lying in bed as I’m writing this.

I had no intention of blogging, yet it was such a beautiful moment i wanted to share it.

It’s 21.36 (9.36pm) as I’m writing this where i am in the world/Great Mother Gaia.

So I’m lying in bed, cuddling into the duvet & something catches my eye.

My tattoo.

I’ve had the tattoo so long that i hardly notice it anymore.

However in these sombre, silent moments. Whilst the Himalayan salt lamp is glowing in the corner off my bedroom.

I marvel at the tattoo that i got so many years ago.

You see, very few know this story of why i got the tattoos & what these particular 2 tattoos symbolise for me.

So i will tell the story………….

2012 was an absolute shit year for me. Severe depression, anxiety & moments where i thought i wasn’t going to make it through (suicidal thoughts), feelings of deep loss, sorrow & uncertainty.

2012 was 1 of the lowest periods/chapters of my life. At the time i didn’t think i would make it (suicidal thoughts & low moments of self harm- not noticeable to anyone unless i confided in someone at the time).

It was a dark chapter like you’re in a deep dark pit in pitch black darkness or you’re in a dark forest full of twists & turns with no path/light in sight to follow.

I went through a whirlwind of emotions in that period of my life.

At the near end of 2012 i decided I’d had enough of those moments of suicidal thoughts. So i thought I’d do something about it.

I decided to get each of my arms tattooed in a place where i would normally be tempted to hold a blade/knife to when i felt at my lowest (suicidal thoughts).

1 tattoo is inked with the word Stronger.

The other tattoo is inked with the word Believe.

My reasons for choosing those 2 words were a personal reminder to me to keep going.

Now nearly 10years since getting those tattoos, i look at them in amazement.

I look back at that young woman (who i used to be) & I’m glad she didn’t give up.

I look at my body in wonder & gratitude for renewing each day even days in the past when i felt i didn’t measure up to others (body image).

My body is still beautiful & strong (even after years of racing emotions & ups & downs).

I know they say the soul is immortal & the body is temporary.

Yet i am so glad to have mine.
My ‘flaws’ are my uniqueness.
In these moments I’m glad at the times i felt i didn’t fit in.
And I’m glad i didn’t go through major surgery (double jaw surgery) just to fit in with my peers at school.

Why be a copy?.

When you can be a rarity/unique.

To who reads this………..

I’d like you to take a moment & look how far you’ve come in life.

Look at your accomplishments.
Look at the obstacles you’ve overcome.
Look at every beautiful line, scar & ‘flaw’.
Look at how beautiful you are.
Look how far you’ve come & evolved.
All those tears you’ve cried when no one was around.
All those moments (big & little) that have made you smile.
The moments where you could take a deep breath & feel at peace.
The wonders you see in Great Mother Gaia & the sounds.

For me i love sunsets, sunrises, looking up at the moon & stars & listening to the rain dancing on the ground.

Moments of gratitude.
Moments of love & light.

Wherever you are in the world/Great Mother Gaia. I hope you have a blessed day/night.

You BEautiful divine Sovereign BEing.

©KM2022

One thought on “A Little Story Blog 23/08/2022

  1. Can I just say what a relief to find someone who actually knows what theyre talking about on the internet. You definitely know how to bring an issue to light and make it important. More people need to read this and understand this side of the story. I cant believe youre not more popular because you definitely have the gift.

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